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... feet high , inhabited by a race of noble mountaineers , we are solemnly impressed by the aspect of it , and yet all the while the thoughts and know- ledge which cause us to receive this impression are so obscure that we are not ...
... feet high , inhabited by a race of noble mountaineers , we are solemnly impressed by the aspect of it , and yet all the while the thoughts and know- ledge which cause us to receive this impression are so obscure that we are not ...
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... feet in depth , which winds for leagues between the gentle hills , unthought of until its edge is approached ; and then , suddenly , through the boughs of the firs , the eye perceives , be- neath , the green and gliding stream , and the ...
... feet in depth , which winds for leagues between the gentle hills , unthought of until its edge is approached ; and then , suddenly , through the boughs of the firs , the eye perceives , be- neath , the green and gliding stream , and the ...
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... feet thick , so swift that its motion is unseen except when a foam globe from above darts over it like a falling star ; and how the trees are lighted above it under all their leaves , * at the instant that it breaks into foam ; and how ...
... feet thick , so swift that its motion is unseen except when a foam globe from above darts over it like a falling star ; and how the trees are lighted above it under all their leaves , * at the instant that it breaks into foam ; and how ...
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... feet ; the grey downs of southern England and treeless côteaux of Central France , and grey swells of Scottish moor , whatever peculiar charm they may possess in themselves , are at least destitute of those which belong to the woods and ...
... feet ; the grey downs of southern England and treeless côteaux of Central France , and grey swells of Scottish moor , whatever peculiar charm they may possess in themselves , are at least destitute of those which belong to the woods and ...
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... hills is in directing the flow of the fountains and springs from subterranean reservoirs . There is no miraculous springing up of water out of the ground at our feet ; but every fountain and ILLUSTRATIVE : MOUNTAINS . 87.
... hills is in directing the flow of the fountains and springs from subterranean reservoirs . There is no miraculous springing up of water out of the ground at our feet ; but every fountain and ILLUSTRATIVE : MOUNTAINS . 87.
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Page 148 - One lesson, shepherd, let us two divide, Taught both by what she shows, and what conceals • Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
Page 113 - For he is the Lord our God : and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
Page 35 - it is a strange thing how little in general people know about the sky. It is the part of creation in which Nature has done more for the sake of pleasing man, more for the sole and evident purpose of talking to him, and teaching him, than in any other of her works, and it is just the part in which we least attend to her.
Page 37 - Sometimes gentle, sometimes capricious, sometimes awful, never the same for two moments together; almost human in its passions, almost spiritual in its tenderness, almost divine in its infinity, its appeal to what is immortal in us, is as distinct, as its ministry of chastisement ' or of blessing to what is mortal is essential.
Page 38 - Who saw the dance of the dead clouds where the sunlight left them last night, and the west wind blew them before it like withered leaves? All has passed unregretted as unseen; or if the apathy be ever shaken off even for an instant, it is only by what is gross, or what is extraordinary. And yet it is not in the broad and fierce manifestations of the elemental energies, nor in the clash of the hail, nor the drift of the whirlwind, that the highest characters of the sublime are developed. God is not...
Page 123 - It had been wild weather when I left Rome, and all across the Campagna the clouds were sweeping in sulphurous blue, with a clap of thunder or two, and breaking gleams of sun along the Claudian aqueduct lighting up the infinity of its arches like the bridge of chaos.
Page 137 - Meek creatures! the first mercy of the earth, veiling with hushed softness its dintless rocks; creatures full of pity, covering with strange and tender honor the scarred disgrace of ruin, — laying quiet finger on the trembling stones, to teach them rest.
Page 125 - ... sunset; the motionless masses of dark rock - dark though flushed with scarlet lichen, casting their quiet shadows across its restless radiance, the fountain underneath them filling its marble hollow with blue mist and fitful sound; and over all, the multitudinous bars of amber and rose, the sacred clouds that have no darkness, and only exist to illumine, were seen in fathomless intervals between the solemn and orbed repose of the stone pines, passing to lose themselves in the last, white blinding...
Page 48 - Wait a little longer, and you shall see those scattered mists rallying in the ravines, and floating up towards you, along the winding valleys, till they couch in quiet masses, iridescent with the morning light, upon the broad breasts of the higher hills, whose leagues of massy undulation will melt back and back into that robe of material light, until they fade away, lost in its lustre, to appear again above, in the serene heaven, like a wild, bright, impossible dream, foundationless and inaccessible,...
Page 55 - The hills melted like wax at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the Lord of the whole earth.